The sight of his well cut black body; right outside my bedroom window was driving me wild with lust and passion.My nipples were aching to be touched, ...s my hungry pussy quivered atthe sight of his hands gliding over his erection. I was fucking hot and horny. Nobody would ever know, not even my own loving husband...Hungry to be satisfied, my eyes locked in on his growing cock as I beganstroking the top of my damp outer labia lips with the palm of my hand. Very slowly, back and forth, I began to. “Couldn’t you have waited a few minutes?"“My bad. I’m hungry,” Tommy said. To having lunch together...One day after they had lunch together, she showed her wet panties to Tommy. This, in a way, brought them even closer together. Until one day Ari asked:“Thomas.”“Yeah?"“I know we have a, well... Unique... Relationship.” She said.“You think?” Tommy said, smiling. “Wait, where you going with this?"Ariadne laughed and said:“Not where you are, hopefully. I was wondering can you meet my boyfriend?. Over and over, hearing for the first time. You call out in pain, bones breaking. She hears, she cries, she calls out. Rolling over and over, unable to tell up from down. Grasping to the child, shielding him. Water, so much water. Tearing at the child, trying to steal him back. Unrelenting, you will not let him go. Finally, slamming into the other shore. Skin tears, bones shatter. Pain, white hot pain. Tears fall, wings laying on the ground, broken. Blood spilling, the water becomes red. Looking. In the lecture hall, Ruth Manning reading lines of Plath with Natalie as her sole focus. Her gaze is unwavering, and a vortex of innuendo surges between student and lecturer. The secret intimacy blooming in plain sight is watered by Ruth's every word, nourished by the sunshine of each spoken line. There are secrets within the texts of Ruth's lectures that Natalie must decipher, occult meanings meant only for her.Ruth's dangerous dark red hair, its shade so much like Eva's. At night Natalie.